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Poster: rastamon Date: Feb 10, 2007 9:38am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

again, tell it to Mahmoud Ahmadinejad....he wants Nukes to bomb the fuck out of whoever he pleases....read his speeches to his countrymen. An Islamic world, his warped style.

While we obsess with sluts who died, sports, and appeasement, he IS obsessed with world domination and that aint no lie, for those who have ears.

Oh hell, believe what you want and wave your dick in the wind. We can't "win" anything except scorn the way we fight with our present "rules of engagement". True!
True in Vietnam and true now. Fat-assed Rome will be over run by the Hun's (again). Bush is a moron and so was Gore & Kerry.

Dare to read the words of a true warrior >>


General George Patton -Somewhere in England >>

June 5th, 1944

General Patton arose and strode swiftly to the microphone. The men snapped to their feet and stood silently. Patton surveyed the sea of brown with a grim look. "Be seated", he said. The words were not a request, but a command. The General's voice rose high and clear.

"Men, this stuff that some sources sling around about America wanting out of this war, not wanting to fight, is a crock of bullshit. Americans love to fight, traditionally. All real Americans love the sting and clash of battle. You are here today for three reasons. First, because you are here to defend your homes and your loved ones. Second, you are here for your own self respect, because you would not want to be anywhere else. Third, you are here because you are real men and all real men like to fight. When you, here, everyone of you, were kids, you all admired the champion marble player, the fastest runner, the toughest boxer, the big league ball players, and the All-American football players. Americans love a winner. Americans will not tolerate a loser. Americans despise cowards. Americans play to win all of the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost nor will ever lose a war; for the very idea of losing is hateful to an American."

The General paused and looked over the crowd. "You are not all going to die," he said slowly. "Only two percent of you right here today would die in a major battle. Death must not be feared. Death, in time, comes to all men. Yes, every man is scared in his first battle. If he says he's not, he's a liar. Some men are cowards but they fight the same as the brave men or they get the hell slammed out of them watching men fight who are just as scared as they are. The real hero is the man who fights even though he is scared. Some men get over their fright in a minute under fire. For some, it takes an hour. For some, it takes days. But a real man will never let his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood. Battle is the most magnificent competition in which a human being can indulge. It brings out all that is best and it removes all that is base. Americans pride themselves on being He Men and they ARE He Men. Remember that the enemy is just as frightened as you are, and probably more so. They are not supermen."

"All through your Army careers, you men have bitched about what you call "chicken shit drilling". That, like everything else in this Army, has a definite purpose. That purpose is alertness. Alertness must be bred into every soldier. I don't give a fuck for a man who's not always on his toes. You men are veterans or you wouldn't be here. You are ready for what's to come. A man must be alert at all times if he expects to stay alive. If you're not alert, sometime, a German son-of-an-asshole-bitch is going to sneak up behind you and beat you to death with a sockful of shit!" The men roared in agreement.

Patton's grim expression did not change. "There are four hundred neatly marked graves somewhere in Sicily", he roared into the microphone, "All because one man went to sleep on the job". He paused and the men grew silent. "But they are German graves, because we caught the bastard asleep before they did". The General clutched the microphone tightly, his jaw out-thrust, and he continued, "An Army is a team. It lives, sleeps, eats, and fights as a team. This individual heroic stuff is pure horse shit. The bilious bastards who write that kind of stuff for the Saturday Evening Post don't know any more about real fighting under fire than they know about fucking!"

The men slapped their legs and rolled in glee. This was Patton as the men had imagined him to be, and in rare form, too. He hadn't let them down. He was all that he was cracked up to be, and more. He had IT!

"We have the finest food, the finest equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world", Patton bellowed. He lowered his head and shook it pensively. Suddenly he snapped erect, faced the men belligerently and thundered, "Why, by God, I actually pity those poor sons-of-bitches we're going up against. By God, I do". The men clapped and howled delightedly. There would be many a barracks tale about the "Old Man's" choice phrases. They would become part and parcel of Third Army's history and they would become the bible of their slang.

"My men don't surrender", Patton continued, "I don't want to hear of any soldier under my command being captured unless he has been hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight back. That's not just bull shit either. The kind of man that I want in my command is just like the lieutenant in Libya, who, with a Luger against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand, and busted the hell out of the Kraut with his helmet. Then he jumped on the gun and went out and killed another German before they knew what the hell was coming off. And, all of that time, this man had a bullet through a lung. There was a real man!"

Patton stopped and the crowd waited. He continued more quietly, "All of the real heroes are not storybook combat fighters, either. Every single man in this Army plays a vital role. Don't ever let up. Don't ever think that your job is unimportant. Every man has a job to do and he must do it. Every man is a vital link in the great chain. What if every truck driver suddenly decided that he didn't like the whine of those shells overhead, turned yellow, and jumped headlong into a ditch? The cowardly bastard could say, "Hell, they won't miss me, just one man in thousands". But, what if every man thought that way? Where in the hell would we be now? What would our country, our loved ones, our homes, even the world, be like? No, Goddamnit, Americans don't think like that. Every man does his job. Every man serves the whole. Every department, every unit, is important in the vast scheme of this war. The ordnance men are needed to supply the guns and machinery of war to keep us rolling. The Quartermaster is needed to bring up food and clothes because where we are going there isn't a hell of a lot to steal. Every last man on K.P. has a job to do, even the one who heats our water to keep us from getting the 'G.I. Shits'."

Patton paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "Each man must not think only of himself, but also of his buddy fighting beside him. We don't want yellow cowards in this Army. They should be killed off like rats. If not, they will go home after this war and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the Goddamned cowards and we will have a nation of brave men. One of the bravest men that I ever saw was a fellow on top of a telegraph pole in the midst of a furious fire fight in Tunisia. I stopped and asked what the hell he was doing up there at a time like that. He answered, "Fixing the wire, Sir". I asked, "Isn't that a little unhealthy right about now?" He answered, "Yes Sir, but the Goddamned wire has to be fixed". I asked, "Don't those planes strafing the road bother you?" And he answered, "No, Sir, but you sure as hell do!" Now, there was a real man. A real soldier. There was a man who devoted all he had to his duty, no matter how seemingly insignificant his duty might appear at the time, no matter how great the odds. And you should have seen those trucks on the rode to Tunisia. Those drivers were magnificent. All day and all night they rolled over those son-of-a-bitching roads, never stopping, never faltering from their course, with shells bursting all around them all of the time. We got through on good old American guts. Many of those men drove for over forty consecutive hours. These men weren't combat men, but they were soldiers with a job to do. They did it, and in one hell of a way they did it. They were part of a team. Without team effort, without them, the fight would have been lost. All of the links in the chain pulled together and the chain became unbreakable."

The General paused and stared challengingly over the silent ocean of men. One could have heard a pin drop anywhere on that vast hillside. The only sound was the stirring of the breeze in the leaves of the bordering trees and the busy chirping of the birds in the branches of the trees at the General's left.

"Don't forget," Patton barked, "you men don't know that I'm here. No mention of that fact is to be made in any letters. The world is not supposed to know what the hell happened to me. I'm not supposed to be commanding this Army. I'm not even supposed to be here in England. Let the first bastards to find out be the Goddamned Germans. Some day I want to see them raise up on their piss-soaked hind legs and howl, 'Jesus Christ, it's the Goddamned Third Army again and that son-of-a-fucking-bitch Patton'."

"We want to get the hell over there", Patton continued, "The quicker we clean up this Goddamned mess, the quicker we can take a little jaunt against the purple pissing Japs and clean out their nest, too. Before the Goddamned Marines get all of the credit."

The men roared approval and cheered delightedly. This statement had real significance behind it. Much more than met the eye and the men instinctively sensed the fact. They knew that they themselves were going to play a very great part in the making of world history. They were being told as much right now. Deep sincerity and seriousness lay behind the General's colorful words. The men knew and understood it. They loved the way he put it, too, as only he could.

Patton continued quietly, "Sure, we want to go home. We want this war over with. The quickest way to get it over with is to go get the bastards who started it. The quicker they are whipped, the quicker we can go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin and Tokyo. And when we get to Berlin", he yelled, "I am personally going to shoot that paper hanging son-of-a-bitch Hitler. Just like I'd shoot a snake!"

"When a man is lying in a shell hole, if he just stays there all day, a German will get to him eventually. The hell with that idea. The hell with taking it. My men don't dig foxholes. I don't want them to. Foxholes only slow up an offensive. Keep moving. And don't give the enemy time to dig one either. We'll win this war, but we'll win it only by fighting and by showing the Germans that we've got more guts than they have; or ever will have. We're not going to just shoot the sons-of-bitches, we're going to rip out their living Goddamned guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun cocksuckers by the bushel-fucking-basket. War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. Rip them up the belly. Shoot them in the guts. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt off your face and realize that instead of dirt it's the blood and guts of what once was your best friend beside you, you'll know what to do!"

"I don't want to get any messages saying, "I am holding my position." We are not holding a Goddamned thing. Let the Germans do that. We are advancing constantly and we are not interested in holding onto anything, except the enemy's balls. We are going to twist his balls and kick the living shit out of him all of the time. Our basic plan of operation is to advance and to keep on advancing regardless of whether we have to go over, under, or through the enemy. We are going to go through him like crap through a goose; like shit through a tin horn!"

"From time to time there will be some complaints that we are pushing our people too hard. I don't give a good Goddamn about such complaints. I believe in the old and sound rule that an ounce of sweat will save a gallon of blood. The harder WE push, the more Germans we will kill. The more Germans we kill, the fewer of our men will be killed. Pushing means fewer casualties. I want you all to remember that."

The General paused. His eagle like eyes swept over the hillside. He said with pride, "There is one great thing that you men will all be able to say after this war is over and you are home once again. You may be thankful that twenty years from now when you are sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what you did in the great World War II, you WON'T have to cough, shift him to the other knee and say, "Well, your Granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana." No, Sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say, "Son, your Granddaddy rode with the Great Third Army and a Son-of-a-Goddamned-Bitch named Georgie Patton!"

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Poster: robthewordsmith Date: Feb 10, 2007 11:09am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

Johnny is right, Rasta - basically when it comes to geopolitics you are a wanker.

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Feb 10, 2007 12:29pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

Thanks my brother across the pond. Can I ask what the general opinion of Americans are in your Country and others if you know? I hope other Countries realize that not all Americans are ethnocentric and arrogant.

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Poster: Arbuthnot Date: Feb 10, 2007 12:42pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

johnny ... not meaning to hijack rob's reply, just want to chime in that despite the overall impression here in amerika that Europeans hate amerikans, in my experience, not true. yes, of course, the news journals of various types like to stir up resentment, and yet Europeans with any degree of awareness have just as much resentment toward their own governments when they do the dumb thing. of course, from their perspective, amerika does come across as just so overwhelmingly agressive and superior, dumb even. and completely understandable of course when the man in the big house has the linguistic and mental prowess of a fourth grader. but at least in my take on things, and despite the general perception that equates amerikans with cheese burgers and obesity (largely true anyway), on a one-to-one basis people are the same all over.

on a side note, got a Hot Tuna show that i am sending you. sorry it took so long to convert it, but hopefully will get this out to you next week. also, i know you've been wanting my take on Ween, and while musically fascinating, i am not sure it's my cup-o-tea. however, let me give them a few more listens ... maybe it will grow on me. hope so anyway, given your positive praise.

glad to read your words here ... best to you my friend!

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Feb 10, 2007 1:01pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

I realize that people are the same wherever you go and I didn't figure other people wouldn't know that too. It's just that in MY personal experience, I find the average American to be arrogant and extremely uninformed/undereducated ( ignorant ). That's not to say I can't still like and get along with those same people because I can and often do.

Cool on the Tuna! What year? HUGE fan. I've seen them probably close to 30 times. Did I tell you they're coming up here this summer? Front row! I'm excited for sure.

Hey that's cool of you don't dig Ween. We all have our likes and dislikes. Maybe I should have sent a couple of their studio albums instead. The thing I love about them is their complete immature adult oriented sense of humor and their versatality. I mean they have an all country album complete with pedal stell only with songs like " piss up a rope" and " help me scrape the mucas off my brain" Can't help but to love it. Also they have a few I hate my ex songs that I love ( Baby Bitch is a great one ), and even an oade to ZOLOFT. I can go on and on.

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Poster: Arbuthnot Date: Feb 10, 2007 1:12pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

LOL!! Well, okay, let's stay in touch on the Ween! Thanks for understanding, but i'll reserve final judgment given my respect for your tastes. The HT is from '86 ... don't know if it's a prime year in their career, but i hope you enjoy it anyway ... A.

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Feb 10, 2007 1:18pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

I'll make you up a mixed CD I think. I don't have all their albums but a few of their best.

86 Tuna sounds great. When it comes to the acoustic stuff they're pretty consistant in what they do. I think there's only a few years like 83 that they're really lackluster ( due to too many drugs for too long like a lot of them around that same time - Jerry, Crosby, Jorma ).

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Poster: direwolf0701 Date: Feb 10, 2007 11:01pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

hey - whatever happened to the discs you were sending???

lol


j/k

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Feb 11, 2007 10:27am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

Actually they're in the mailer ready to send as we speak punk! Sorry I dragged my feet but I know you weren't in any big rush. I got all tangles up in re-do's for a trade that got all screwed up. Anyways, I'm going to email you the setlists today

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Feb 10, 2007 10:21am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

Why don't you go over there and show em how it's done macho man?

Regardless of the fact that you think it's sanctioned by god for the U.S. to be intent on world dominance but it's not ok for other countries to have pride in their nation, the fact is - we can't win! DUH! These people and their culture have been around longer than this Country, I think they know a thing or two about surviving. What's next Charlie? CHINA? Want to take them on too tough guy?

Seriously. if you want to advocate policies that only weaken our Country then why not go over there and do it yourself? Strap on the ol' ivory handled pistol and a handful of John Wayne movies and go over there and kill all them Christian Jew haters personally yourself? Why not? You're American that makes you right and superior in all things you do.

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Poster: rastamon Date: Feb 10, 2007 10:34am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: here we come iran

Rickson by flying armbar

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Poster: Edsel Date: Feb 10, 2007 11:09am
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Appease them johnny, offer yourself up as a sacrifice. please.

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Feb 10, 2007 12:33pm
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btw - I work with a ton of dumb ass right wing under educated blue collar dummies. It'll take more than that to get me ruffled up.

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Feb 10, 2007 12:22pm
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Nah, they don't want me. I mind my own business and don't stick my nose all up in their shit or call them evil or think I have more of a right to exist than they do. Pretty simple. If you disagree then explain why no one attacks Canada.